Veggietales Star Wars:It's gonna be Rey

by Ek01

In this long-awaited, thrilling conclusion to the parody of the most epic space-opera-fantasy-adventure ever, we will finally see who wins. At the crossroads of the battle, Finn finds himself longing for Rey’s touch once more, but he can't bring himself to tell her his feelings. That will clearly deter the confidence of Kabob Ren, who instead of marriage now wants to brutally kill

11. Father and Son

Kabob's ship touched the ground of the planet where the second Death Star had crashed. He left, knifesaber in hand, dinosaur tranquilizer-fueled angst in his expression under the mask.

He walked towards the Death Star ruins, anger and rage still boiling in his brain.

Suddenly, something bright blue appeared in front of his vision. He gasped ever-so widely and took off his helm.

"Son?" Bob Solo's ghost said. Then, he smiled. "How are ya?"

Kabob started to silently cry a little, then, he wrapped his arms around the corporeal body of his deceased father.

"DADDY!" Kabob exclaimed, calling him by a more endearing name than just 'Bob Solo'. "DADDY IM' SORRYYYYYYY!! I've seen the error of my ways."

"It's alright, son.." Bob Solo said. "Now that you've apologized, you must make it up to Rey, Finn, and that other guy, and everyone else. You've become like your grandfather, alright—even after he denounced the Dark Side. You've made this Ol' dead tomato proud, son..."

Bob disappeared.

"Thank you...daddy.." Kabob replied.

Kabob then dashed into the ruins of the Death Star, a massive burden of being the leader of the Last Order off his shoulders.

"I..." he breathed. "Am...I AAAM BOB SOLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" He proudly sang while lightning struck all around him.

"—Junior."